This girl has a really bad temper, but she said a few words to her and even used her little temperament to him. I don’t know where she has gone now?

Mu Yuan looked solemn, and he walked through the grass and trees with his hands in his arms, walking around half of the palace, and finally saw the man by the lotus pond.

Seeing Zhao Weiran laughing with a man, he didn't know what he was talking to, he smiled so hard that he looked like he was having an affair.

He couldn't help but clench his fists, thinking that it was annoying.

It’s not that Zhao Weiran doesn’t follow his husband and goes out to chat and laugh with the men outside. Wouldn’t he betray him and let outsiders laugh at him!

He felt a little angry, and without thinking, he walked towards the two of them. Qin Jiuxi had just breathed a sigh of relief, but he had to trot with his skirt and follow him when he saw this.

Mu Yuan frowned, and looked at the man with clear eyebrows and eyes, as if he looked familiar.

Mu Wang?

Why did she be with that sick man?

"This flower is called Xiao Wufei. The petals are round and shield are white, and the tips are a little light pink. It is said to be a sea of ​​flowers planted by the old emperor for Queen Bo's smile."

Zhao Weiran was listening to Mu Ying's words attentively. Just as he was about to speak, Yu Guang saw Mu Yuan walking over with an unhappy look on his face, and his smile suddenly sank.

"Prince!"

"Third Brother?" Mu Ying felt as if he was facing a great enemy when he heard the sound.

Mu Yuan walked over a few steps, with a smile in his sharp eyes, but he felt even more heartbroken. A low voice came with a sudden sweep of wind.

"Aren't you having a good chat? Why don't you continue? Could it be that I'll see this king and disturb your good mood?"

His words clearly had profound meanings, and Zhao Weiran thought to himself:

Why doesn’t this person look at anyone? He looks like he owes him a lot of money?

Mu Yuan has clear facial features and sharp edges. He was not Zhang Heshan's face, but he was not serious and even more stern and inhumane.

He was tall and upright, and just stood there with expressionless face, he turned his hand and hand to determine the oppressiveness of life and death.

Looking at his predecessors, Mu Ying looked fearful and sweaty in his vest. The third brother he had always feared the most was his third brother, and he also knew that what Mu Yuan looked down upon the most was his "waste" who had a weak personality and achieved nothing.

He was panicked for a moment and didn't know how to explain it. He heard Zhao Weiran's tone beside him and said briskly:

"Where is it? Just to appreciate the flowers. I didn't expect to encounter the prince and the concubine. It's such a coincidence!"

Mu Yuan smiled "hehe" and stared at her with a sarcastic smile. After a while, he said in a deep voice:

"Have you received enough rewards? After you received enough rewards, you will go to Liuguang Palace to pay homage to your mother."

Didn’t I just visited yesterday, why did I go there again?

Before Zhao Weiran could speak, he grabbed his wrist.

"Walk!"

Mu Yuan casually ordered: "Jiuxi, go back first."

"Prince..."

Before Qin Jiuxi could make a sound, he saw him pulling the head in his hand and walking away without going back.

Mu Yuan walked forward quickly, holding her wrist tightly and not letting go. Zhao Weiran was really struggling to follow Dewei, and couldn't help but complain:

"Your Majesty, please walk slowly, my legs are short and I can't keep up."

"If you know that you have short legs, walk faster," he lowered his eyes and glanced at her, "Can you ask me to carry you?"

"Then there is no need." Zhao Weiran raised his eyes and smiled at him.

Mu Yuan snorted coldly and turned around to look at her again.

Zhao Weiran looked calm on his face, couldn't help but curse himself, thinking about how to get rid of Mu Yuan's hot potato as soon as possible.

She walked absent-mindedly, walking through a dim alley, but never expected Mu Yuan to suddenly take action and push her in.

Before he could expect his sudden palm, Zhao Weiran stumbled and hit the wall hard. Mu Yuan rushed over, holding his hands on the wall beside her ears, locking her firmly in his arms.

Zhao Weiran's heart trembled, subconsciously wanted to step back and dodge, but he could not retreat. His back was tightly clamped against the wall behind him.

"Prince, what are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Mu Yuan's eyebrows raised slightly, with a teasing look on his face.

He was born tall, bent down and suddenly approached, his deep eyes carefully looked at the person in front of him.

I just feel that the woman in front of me is indeed beautiful, not stunning at first glance, but quite attractive. Her face is not too charming, her eyebrows are heroic, and she is so beautiful that she is not as beautiful as the vulgar.

Especially at such a close distance, looking at her even makes people feel terrified and shocked in an instant.

The other party stared at her lips with naked eyes. Zhao Weiran was stunned and couldn't help swallowing. His cheeks were dyed a little flushed, and he looked a little shy.

"Your Majesty, don't you feel hot when you are so close?"

"I'm not hot, but why are you hiding?"

Her dense eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was trying hard to restrain the panic in her heart. Seeing her panic look, Mu Yuan chuckled gently as if he was happy, and bent down to kiss her.

As soon as he touched the corner of his lips, Zhao Weiran stomped on him and pushed him away. He blurted out in surprise:

"Damn you are sick!"

"You're the one who has something wrong, right?"

Mu Yuan frowned when she stepped on her feet, and then pulled out his sword from his waist with a "sharp" and put it on her neck. His eyes instantly became fierce.

I just returned the kindness of my relationship, and I will deal with it in the next second.

For the first time in her life, someone was comparing her with a sword on her neck, Zhao Weiran was scared halfway away. Mu Yuan had no sympathy for her, and she knew this.

Zhao Weiran held his breath and did not dare to speak. Seeing him staring at him meaningfully, he said slowly after a while:

"A person's personality and temper cannot change such a big change overnight. Although there is no sign of disguise, I dare to say that you are definitely not Zhao Weiran!"

He actually saw it!!

It turns out that Mu Yuan is not that easy to fool around.

Zhao Weiran's pupils trembled slightly, and he thought to himself, God, if you give me fantasy, the martial arts script would be great, but I just gave me an ancient romance text. How do I play this?

Isn't this killing me?

"Who are you?"

Mu Yuan stared at her with a fierce look on his face. The sharp sword in his hand seemed to fall on her neck at any time.

"I……"

Zhao Weiran lowered his head, his mind was in a mess. If he told the other party that she had come through books, Mu Yuan would definitely think she was teasing him nonsense.

How to get rid of it?

She swallowed and said:

"The reason why my personality changes drastically is because I...I have lost my memory."

"You have lost your memory?"

"Yes, I can't remember anything from the past."

Seeing Mu Yuan look suspicious, she explained:

"Maybe I accidentally knocked my head, I forgot everything, no one knows, I don't even remember my own name, Prince, I didn't lie."

"When did it happen?" Mu Yuan thought for a while and said:

"I got it, no wonder I thought you were so abnormal at that time."

Zhao Weiran nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, and planned to think about it.

"Then, Prince, I have lost my memory, and I don't remember our relationship or the past. Since that's the case, can you give me a break?"

"What did you say?" Mu Yuan looked like "Are you crazy?"

Zhao Weiran frowned, "Anyway, we don't have any husband and wife. If you hate me, I... I don't remember anything. Just leave me and just treat me as letting me go?"

Mu Yuan snorted coldly, "Zhao Weiran, don't even think about it,"

He thought about her words "let go", and didn't want to say anything more, but just said coldly:

"If you forget, just think about it slowly, it's okay if you can't remember it."

After saying that, he put his sword in the sheath, pinched her arm and pulled her out of the alley.

"But……"

Zhao Weiran clenched the fist in his sleeve, but did not dare to disobey his wishes. He just failed to hope and felt a little depressed.

Yes, in Mu Yuan's eyes, marrying her was originally intended to please his mother, and her feelings never mattered.

Mu Yuan walked with a pale face and thought to himself:

She lost her memory, but she actually lost her memory?!

No wonder, I used to only revolve around him, but now I have learned to hook up with others!

But I used to be so affectionate, but now I really say I forget it if I forget it?
To be continued...